The three human kings looked at each other.

"Can the troops garrison before us be the joint maintenance army of the four seas and eight deserts?"

"Yes!" Fu Taiyan said loudly with red eyes: "Where are their people?!"

The three human kings were silent. Finally, Ran Wukong knelt on one knee, lowered his head and said in a deep voice: "Return to senior, we wait... we can't save..."

Fu Taiyan was stunned, and his tower-like figure shook, and he took a step back.

"Then... can they... retreat?" At this moment, Fu Taiyan's voice became particularly calm.

"Didn't retreat!" Ran Wukong raised his head and pointed to the rear area: "Two thousand years ago, the Fengtiandi Gate opened eight roads, and the ancestors divided into eight, guarded in front of the gate, and did not retreat in a single step!"

"When we entered the boundary, three million ancestors had fossil figurines, and the area in front of the gate was thousands of miles away. No alien race dared to approach!"

When Fu Taiyan heard this, he suddenly burst into laughter.

"Ha ha ha ha!!!"

"My son is brave!!!"

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Chapter completed!